Canadian freedoms are limited

. . . . . . . Have you ever feared for your rights? . . . . . . . In Canada, you have good reason for doing so. Canada — a nation with a monarchy above and behind it — suppresses certain rights in order to elevate certain other principles. It’s a country […]

Kids on their own

. . . . . . . You’ll hear it often. “Kids don’t have as much freedom this decade as they had in prior decades.” Or, “In the Fifties you could trust everyone.” . . . . . . . I don’t think things have gotten much more dangerous. In one year in Canada for […]

Statements of biopower: I own your womb

. . . . . . . It was inevitable that as technological prowess increased in post-modern civilization, control over our human bodies would grow correspondingly. We would be able to choose the sex of our babies. We would be able to tamper with natural lifespan through diet, medical technology and lifestyle choices. . . […]

The bright society

. . . . . . . The Federal Reserve will be taking action against raw inflation soon, doing some “tapering.” *making a jerking-off motion with my right fist* . . . . . . . If I had to peer into his mind, (*raising my hands in horror*) I believe Powell’s first priority is […]

Go for it

. . . . . . . Explosively rushing off the starter’s position you realize you’re leading! You’re actually leading the motherfucking pack! . . . . . . . Think about that. From a skyborne vector dangling a rope we climb into a balloon that’s drifting lazily over the landscape; that marks time with […]

Lying, breathing propaganda

. . . . . . . Keep it real, man. No matter what smoke gets blown up your ass. Don’t even believe my smoke. Believe in YOSELF. You’re in a room of heads moving one way, the same way, just turning, turning. Stop turning your head to match em. . . . . . […]

Nightfall

. . . . . . . I love True Romantics. They haven’t been burnt out by life, something that gets easier with the passing decades. . . . . . . . The True Romantic husbands a shard of innocence in his heart, a crystal that chimes with the resonant emotional moment. The True […]

Wolfpack

. . . . . . . Take one coyote. Dump a motherlode of hydrogen ion special treats in its diet (Proton Mix ™ — for the wilderness in the urban dweller). And watch him, gradually, steadily, ominously, become — Futurewolf. . . . . . . . Sometimes life seems like prison. You’re around […]